In Bed with the New Doctor

Written by my dear friend ‘The Dame’...

I write this feeling slightly fatigued after what has been a rather surreal night. I met The New Doctor last night for the first time since we met in one of my favourite haunts. We dined at a cafe and then went to see a concert together at a well known place in work town. The venue for this concert was perfect and almost magical.

After the concert she says "What do you want to do now, I have some good DVD's, we could go back to yours and watch them?". We headed back to my hovel and began to watch a DVD, with she lying on my bed and me in my favourite red chair. She got cold so I told her she could get in my bed if she wanted, which she did. The DVD became obselete as we began talking. And talking. And talking.
We discussed all manner of things during the course of the night, with her snuggled up in my bed and me in my chair. I felt completely at ease with her and we discussed some very personal things. She told me she is not staight but more bisexual/bicurious and that she would like to see what it is like to sleep with a woman but has not met one she would feel comfortable sleeping with. Should it happen, she said, she would like it to be a natural progression as opposed to a staged act. She told me her whole story.

I told her all about what happened with The Doctor, really opened up about how it has made me feel and how I miss her so much. She told me I didnt strike her as someone who fell for people easily and I told her she was right. Upon being asked if it was still raw for me and if I felt I was still in love I said yes. She then proceeded to tell me about her ex's.

The birds then started singing and it began to get light outside. We ended the evening at about 5am when we ventured out to do a bit of cow spotting (she disbelieved cows would be present mid city and to her disbelief there they were). I then took her home (a short drive) before we parted after a hug.

A really bizarre evening, like something out of a Murakami novel, girl meets girl, girls sit up all night talking completely at ease with each other and then part with the promise of seeing each other again. At this point in time though I believe I have made a good friend. The Dame remains single for now. At this present time, I now have a few women who seem quite happy to dine with me/partake in nice things with me and still I find myself thinking that I had the wrong Doctor in my bed last night.

Yours,
-The Dame-